Chapter 287 The Devil's Cave (15)
Stepping into the city lord's mansion, Lin Yuan found it very deserted.
Many monks came in in a hurry, said something to the monk responsible for reception, and then left immediately. They all looked very anxious.
After receiving a monk, the female monk walked towards Lin Yuan and asked with a smile: "Fellow Taoist, what can I do for you?"
The other party Her face looked like a candle covered with a layer of cloth. The weak and hazy light lingered on the other person's face, making her look hazy.
Moreover, the other person's five senses are not clear. At first glance, I can only feel that the other person is very beautiful, much like someone in my memory, but if I look carefully, I can't see anything clearly.
Looking at the fuzzy female cultivator, Lin Yuan could probably understand the routine here.
The essence of this place is a large-scale dream, and one of the properties of dreams is that they make people think.
Many things here look more real, because the creators of dreams need to provide a certain sense of reality for tourists here.
However, the key parts or the parts that he himself cannot understand are blurred. All he needs to do is make the game feel like he has experienced this.
The Taoist book in the bookstore is the best example. Top-level magic and wishful thinking cannot be found here, but as long as it is given a name to make readers feel like they have read this Taoist book, then it will be fine.
The female nun in front of me is also an example. The other person should ask the tourists to imagine her as a person, and as the tourists imagine more and more, the image of the other person should become closer and closer to the tourists' minds. complementary image.
Although Lin Yuan did not speak for a long time, the female cultivator in front of him did not show any signs of impatience and still asked gently: "Fellow Taoist, what do you want to do? If you are short of money If so, we will provide a method to obtain the spirit stone here.”
The female cultivator’s reaction is specific. The other party is like an NPC in the game and can only complete the conversation through certain language prompts.
After thinking about it, Lin Yuan asked: "How should I get the spirit stone?"
"Just complete some specific small tasks. Here is the task list. Fellow Taoists can take a look. All the tasks above are in no particular order and can be completed repeatedly with no limit on the number of times."
The female cultivator stretched out her hand. A talisman flew in front of Lin Yuan and unfolded into a bamboo slip.
On the bamboo slips, a large number of tasks are listed, and they all seem to be easy to complete.
【Meditate for a quarter of an hour and you will get one thousand spiritual stones and ten points. 】
【Practice sword for a quarter of an hour, and you can get one thousand five hundred spirit stones and fifteen points. 】
[Practice the technique, and you can get two thousand spirit stones and twenty points. 】
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These tasks seem to be quite simple, and you will get a lot of spiritual stones, and you can continue to enjoy them in Paradise City later.
Just looking at the points, Lin Yuan asked: "What's going on with this point?"
"The points are the task level here, and the task you get now is D level. , after gaining enough points, you can be promoted to level C. The difficulty of the tasks will increase, but you will also get more spiritual stones and points.”
"That's it."
Looking at this thing, Lin Yuan was amazed.
Although I don’t know who the author of this large-scale dream is, it already has the shadow of ancient online games, which makes Lin Yuan feel more intimate.
The early text-based online games followed this routine. You can obtain various rewards by constantly completing tasks, and then increase your strength to kill people and win treasures.
When Lin Yuan was still a primary school student, his favorite thing to do was to pretend to be a newbie and then trick others into killing him, and then kill the famous person again.
Looking back now, although the original game was crude, it was really a good experience. . Looking at the task list, Lin Yuan quickly sorted out a routine in his mind, and then started doing the task.
Chop down trees, carry water, clean and deliver meals to people.
In less than an hour, Lin Yuan upgraded his mission level to level C, and then saw more missions.
Level C tasks are indeed much more difficult. Some of them have gone from fighting alone to now needing to cooperate with others.
Some tasks even require you to go into the ring and fight with people. However, the fighting process may look fancy, but if you watch it for a while, you can understand the logic of the fighting here, which is to see who spends more money in the dream.
When Lin Yuan took the time to upgrade his mission level to Level B, some special missions emerged.
[Kill and grab treasure: Kill any tourist without being discovered, and you can get 30,000 spiritual stones. 】
[Stealing: Find a tourist and steal the other person's wealth. After being discovered, you can kill the other person, which is regarded as completing the murder and grabbing the treasure. 】
[Harassment: Interrupting a tourist's mission process will earn you five thousand spirit stones. 】
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Looking at these tasks, Lin Yuan found that these tasks were getting darker and darker.
Not only that, the entire dreamland began to become more and more impetuous, and the vendettas began to increase. After some tourists were killed, all the spirit stones disappeared, and they could only curse in the Paradise City, and the anger was boiling.
Looking at the past attentively, Lin Yuan found that all the violent energy was absorbed by the ground under his feet. Every bit absorbed would make the city bigger and more luxurious.
In the end, a brutal fight unfolded. In order to complete the task, everyone began to draw their swords against each other, and the entire city immediately fell into a sea of fire.
A large number of players were fighting each other while completing tasks. The money they spent made them extremely powerful, and the hostility brought about by the fighting was like a long river hanging upside down, pouring into this place.
The strength of the monks in the dream is different from that in reality. The strength of this place completely depends on the strength of the soul and the setting of the master of the dream. This allows every monk here to enjoy the equal opportunity of killing and killing. The power of being killed also makes the battle more bloody.
The teahouse where there was laughter and laughter before was burned to coke, and the bookstore full of books was reduced to ashes. Each of the Demon Sect monks smiled ferociously and waved their butcher knives, shouting excitedly: "One hundred thousand, Two hundred thousand, three hundred thousand! How can one be so happy with one hundred thousand spirit stones for one life? "
The dark side in the monk's heart is completely stimulated, and all kinds of negative emotions are constantly steaming here. The violence broke out here, turning the blissful city that was bright not long ago into a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
While Lin Yuan was looking at the situation below, a monk saw Lin Yuan in the air.
He jumped up, threw himself at Lin Yuan in front of him, and shouted excitedly: "There is one here! Die, die!"
The sword light flashed, and the monk in front of him was killed by Lin Yuan's sword. , the big head soared into the sky with the ferocious look of finding prey, and turned into a pile of foam before it hit the ground.
After figuring out the routine here, Lin Yuan slapped his backhand, and his palm turned into a huge monster. With one palm, he completely smashed the devil's cave into pieces, letting it disappear like bubbles.
The people who were still killing suddenly fell weightless, suddenly woke up in the air, and then left this dream one by one and returned to reality.
Staring at the blank dream in front of him, Lin Yuan was also ready to leave.
Just as he turned around, he heard the familiar sound of silk and bamboo.
Turning his head, he saw the City of Paradise reappearing, and it was even more beautiful.
New buildings appeared, new monks began to enter, and the bloody killing just seemed to stay in the last dream forever, leaving only the City of Paradise waiting for new prey.
(End of this chapter)